You just inspired me of sorts with that ragscallion getting all the time out so I am going to just do it... (Just do it copyright and trademark of the Nike corporation and is not indicative of their participation in this thread. No animals were harmed in pilfering their slogan either...well maybe my horse is a bit run off but a good brushing, an apple, some fresh hay and some cold water will alleviate these syptoms).
When I give myself 100% to the woman I Love there is nothing left to give to anyone else. Definitely no feelers seeking any other. I am blind to all but her in that respect. In a restaurant it is common to look at the menu even when you are fairly certain of what you are going to order but few if any leave the menu on the table or open when the meal arrives. The woman I Love is the only meal I require or crave for the rest of my life. She nourishes me body, mind and spirit, and I do the same for her. There is no hunger for anything more.
Terribly busy in oh so many delightful ways with my heart's captor. I have just decided to sit down and catch up on the rumblings here to chase away some extra energy I seem to have at the moment. Nice to see you are freed from Guantanamo as is that lovely scamp you have fed the Shepherd's pie to. What a wonderful world it is to frolick with delightful friends again.
Lying all the time or harbouring doubt at the onset?
Why would anyone hold onto the starting gate after the gun is fired and they have paid their entrance fee?
I have doubts until I decide not to then I cast them to the wind. Sure they might come floating by but I will never pick them up again once they are adrift. Personal history indicates that there are reasons to be wary but once you are ready to try again you have to approach the entire thing like it is a new experience, because in truth it is. The art or act is the same but the people are different including yourself. Approach a wrestling match the same way every time and you will fail. Necessity is the mother of invention and humankind has adapted well to that adage.
I am not lying when I commit or I would walk away in shame for the attempt at deceiving the other person and myself. When we are ready we have to reach back into our well of innocence to find the strength to try but the reward is better than a pilfered cookie for a child by far and lasts a lifetime if the effort is mutual on both sides. No better reason to try than that.
If two people are separated by some gulf of physical , emotional, mental or spiritual distance as is the case when two people meet. And one or both of them have shackled themselves to their fortresses they will likely find that their self-imposed chains only allow them to speak across the distance. There will never be any sort of closeness which instills trust, honour, respect, integrity or any other intangible necessary for a relationship to blossom. The chains are of our own device and can only be removed by our own hands. If there is an issue with commitment, then that is one the other person can not do anything about. It is a reflection of our own prison not any sort of indicator about them. Whatever preconceived notions we might entertain about another person they are not the ones that inspired our doubts and are not responsible or capable of asuaging them. The worst chains are spring loaded and often rip a person out of the arms that could allow them to be free. Dumping them back in the mire of delusion and loneliness. Just cut the chains and be true to yourself. There is no greater reward than trying. Success is wonderful but it is the culmination of effort, and as such merely the pinnacle of the attempt. Begining anything with no intention of fulfillment is an empty task that dulls the senses and prohibits further grace from life. Once we allow ourselves to wither it is hard work for life to put back that spark. It can be done of course but the longer the time in the dark the longer it takes to acclimate your eyes or in this case your heart.
Love is eternal and not of humans. It comes from within and flows outward, to reach the world of others. There is no Love if you do not first Love yourself. When I Love someone it is forever. The things that happen that drive people apart or let them drift apart do not affect Love. It just becomes harmder to see how your Love affects their world. There is no need to stop loving someone, and if it is because you cannot have them it was never Love but lust or control that guided you. The women in my life that are no longer with me I still Love but in a more serene and platonic way. I have no interest in sharing their lives as more than a friend but I still Love them. The opposite of Love is fear not hate as is commonly assumed. Fear comes from within and is of our own making. The fear of loneliness, the fear of abandonment, the fear of rejection. These are all from within. No one can make you feel this but yourself. If you Love yourself these things will have no hold on you and you will be free to Love unconditionally. When I am in a relationship I am blind to all others in that particular way. I can be a friend but not anything more to anyone. My heart is given completely as there is no better way to begin any such proposition. If you intend to finish a race or journey you have to be prepared and put your all in it from the beginning. Do not burn it out at the start but ensure that all of your heart is in the right place. If you hold back for fear that the other person might be doing exactly that then there is nothing but failure ahead. If you truthfully put your all into it then there is that much more of a chance to make things work.
Not sure if this is any help Dana but years ago I read of a man who was hospitalized for some fairly serious medical issue and during his stay a nurse noticed that his head barely left an impression on the pillow. At least not in the way that anyone else did. She noted this to the doctor and they ended up doing some CAT scans. He had absolutely no brain whatsoever just a brain stem surrounded by cerebrospinal fluid. Subsequent testing indicated that he had an IQ of 126 and was completely normal. Science has proven and witnessed things of this sort for a very long time. Many neurologists feel that this is a tribute to the brains redundancy and it's ability to reassign functions. Others, however, are not so sure. Norman Geschwind, a neurologist at Bostons Beth Israel Hospital agrees: "Certainly the brain has a remarkable capacity for reassigning functions following trauma, but you can usually pick up some kind of deficit with the right tests, even after apparently full recovery." The Lord works in mysterious ways. My prayers are added to those for Adam. I have faith he will be ok. God Bless,
Hot moist lilacs and lavender. The smell of her breath through lightly pursed lips. The smell of her sweat. The smell of her ruffled spot in the bed still warm from her sleep. The smell of her tired body in my arms after a long day. The smell of a meal emanating from the open door. The scent that lingers as she passes by, that draws me unerringly forth from a settled relaxation after a long hellish day of work. The promise of the scents mixed from behind a closed door. The smell of her cold nose after a winter walk. Coffee on her breath. The smell of her.
So I should abandon the friends I have made here because my pressence is some sort of deterence or distraction to you? I left this site once and came back to hear the voices of those whose wisdom exceeds my own. My profile is quite clear what I am here for and I have not been disrespected nor have I disrespected anyone in their ability to find Love for themselves. There are couples here who can exponentially lift doubts from those unsure and also provide clear testament to the power of faith and Love. I don't believe I will be going anywhere, especially for one voice or even many. The forum here is amazing and the people are even better.
Surprisingly not yet. Used to have a pile of banned slips from public properties in my youth from being a mite over the top at times. Ah the memories of a misspent youth...
No rush though I need your touch I won't rush your heart Until you feel on solid ground Until your strength is found, girl
I'll fill those canyons in your soul Like a river lead you home And I'll walk a step behind In the shadows so you shine Just ask it will be done And I will prove my love Until you're sure that I'm "the one"
Somebody else was here before He treated you unkind And broken wings need time to heal Before a heart can fly, girl
I'll fill those canyons in your soul Like a river lead you home And I'll walk a step behind In the shadows so you shine Just ask it will be done And I will prove my love Until you're sure that I'm "the one"
Trust in me and you'll find a heart so true All I want to do is give the best of me to you And stand beside you
Just ask it will be done And I will prove my love Until you're sure that I'm "the one"
She's just sixteen years old Leave her alone, they say Separated by fools Who don't know what love is yet But I want you to know
If I could fly I'd pick you up I'd take you into the night And show you a love Like you've never seen, ever seen
It's like having a dream Where nobody has a heart It's like having it all And watching it fall apart And I would wait till the end Of time for you And do it again, it's true I can't measure my love There's nothing to compare it to But I want you to know
If I could fly I'd pick you up I'd take you into the night And show you a love Oooooh, if I could fly I'd pick you up I'd take you into the night And show you a love Like you've never seen, ever seen Yeah, Ooooooh....
My brother Z, just continue plying us with your wit and wisdom. It is much akin to a pre-experience poem written by some long forgotten master to whom words were more than verbiage falling from betwixt pursed lips. If one tenth of your passion and zeal is afforded in this meeting the heavens will surely burst asunder and shower us all with golden radiance. I'd pass on the gay though, she is no man but a lady even though you won't give her her own horse.
Honestly to put some extra pressure on this, I do expect a full video review and you likewise can expect a doctoral thesis in reply for it.
Damn man I had to stop wearing my manties because of you, I can't get them dry. Back to depends and plastic pants for me.
Then said a rich man, "Speak to us of Giving." And he answered:
You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
For what are your possessions but things you keep and guard for fear you may need them tomorrow? And tomorrow, what shall tomorrow bring to the overprudent dog burying bones in the trackless sand as he follows the pilgrims to the holy city? And what is fear of need but need itself? Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?
There are those who give little of the much which they have- and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome. And there are those who have little and give it all. These are the believers in life and the bounty of life, and their coffer is never empty. There are those who give with joy, and their joy is their reward. And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism. And there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue: They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space. Through the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes He smiles upon the earth.
It is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding: And to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving. And is there aught your would withhold? All you have shall some day be given: Therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors`.
You often say,"I would give, but only to the deserving." The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture. They give that they may live, for to with-hold is to perish. Surely he who is worthy to receive his days and nights, is worthy of all else from you. And he who has deserved to drink from the ocean of life deserves to fill his cup from your little stream. And what desert greater shall there be, than that, which lies in the courage and the confidence, nay the charity, of receiving? And who are you that men should rend their bosom and unveil their pride, that you may see their worth naked and their pride unabashed? See first that you yourself deserve to be a giver,and an instrument of giving.
For in truth it is life that gives unto life- while you, who deem yourself a giver are but a witness.
And you receivers- and you are all receivers- assume no weight of gratitude, lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon he who gives. Rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings: For to be overmindful of your debt,is to doubt his generosity who has the free-hearted earth for mother,and God for father
How much do we really have if we fail to give what we are?
I just went ahead and seconded; (no it seems thirded it as there was some anonymous or invisible voter ahead of me- and I was wondering whose buttocks I was imagining pressed against my loins. If it was a man I owe him an apology and some concern for his womanly hips, perhaps a flower and dinner for his troubles. If it was a woman I am thankful that she allowed me to press against her with the vision of my sweetheart in my mind. Of course I have to apologize yet again if this were the case as I have betrayed my Love and sullied the honour of two good women in doing so. So in retrospect I have to say damn this poll to hell my man, it has caused irreparable harm to at least one other, perhaps two and also to myself.) Trouble maker.
And here I was under the impression that your Danish rash had disappeared overseas to gloat about his victory in the American political arena. He did single handedly win the election after all. (Well in his owe head at least).
My recommendation is some epidermiologist for a cream to relieve that tension, its just not right for a man as fine as yourself to be scatching in public. Damn the big "O" is going to tax you for that and he already has half the unemployed working on new taxes.
Major 'rules' are not to be broken in my life by myself or my SO.
Kids are accepted wholeheartedly as they are innocent and part of the person's life. No children is likewise fine as I could never place that sort of demand on someone. (One of us would have to get 'fixed' though as I am fertile like the Nile River Delta). Drugs are a definite never in a million years. Alcohol is a close second to that as well. Open relationships, well that speaks for itself, open the door and wish them good luck. Then change the locks and have their belongings packed and in the driveway. No second guessing here. Religion is not something I truly want but belief as long as it is subjective and not objectively demanded is fine.
Again this is the current person we are defining here. Anything that is in the past is not something I could include in these rules if it is no longer in the present, and I have no reason to carry such 'baggage' forth when the other person has left it behind.
to think, to select, desire; a belief not based on absolute certainty or positive knowledge but on what seems true, valid or probable to one's own mind; judgment. an evaluation, impression or estimation of the quality of worth of a person or thing. the formal judgement of an expert on a matter in which his advice is sought.
Opinionated:
holding unreasonably or obstinately to one's own opinions.
Life has been a series of greys to blend the whites and blacks of experience together into some muted hue of life, until I met you. Of course with all the clouds and rain, there was always the inevitable promise of sunshine and rainbows but they were always fleeting and of a predisposition to fade. Since I found you there is a colour that lights the darkest nights. Heat where once there was nothing but the mirror to the world I lived in. I walk now and every bird sings to me, the grass is green and lush filled with dew in the morning as testament to the purity of your being. I have never known life in this way and thought that my senses were deceiving me. I look into the world of elderly lovers and see that they are transfixed outside of time. Jealous of where they can go without witness I have longed endlessly for their sanctuary and someone with the key to that magical dream. I saw your eyes, met your soul, and in reaching out for you found the key to my own heart in my hand. I have become me for the first time and it is only through the reflection of your Love that I was ever able to be strong enough to part the veil of shadows and rise above the clouds to where the light is never muted. I Love you.
Two hours when I am lucky, and on some sacred holiday that occurs as often as the proverbial blue moon, I manage about four. There are far too many days when sleep is but a wistful dream in the back of my over-full head though.
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You just inspired me of sorts with that ragscallion getting all the time out so I am going to just do it... (Just do it copyright and trademark of the Nike corporation and is not indicative of their participation in this thread. No animals were harmed in pilfering their slogan either...well maybe my horse is a bit run off but a good brushing, an apple, some fresh hay and some cold water will alleviate these syptoms).